Fearless,
The way you would storm into
A room of judgement, without a care
Never thinking about how they saw you
Though many thought you were
Irrational,
Which was most of their opinions anyway
They’d never understand you
What made you the way you are
The darkness between the suns,
Betrayal,
You know it better than most
A victim of your own decency
Giving out too many chances
Trying too hard to understand their flaws
Weakness,
Something you’ve always lacked
Never understood the notion of giving up
Using your pain as a drug to drive you into the red
Running on empty, watching more of you break
Determination,
You wear it like a bag that's too heavy
Never sharing the load, never asking for help
Refused to share the pain
Claimed it was the best for both of us
Apr 3, 2021
Apr 3, 2021 at 9:58 AM UTC
Fearless,
The way you would storm into
A room of judgement, without a care
Never thinking about how they saw you
Though many thought you were
Irrational,
Which was most of their opinions anyway
They’d never understand you
What made you the way you are
The darkness between the suns,
Betrayal,
You know it better than most
A victim of your own decency
Giving out too many chances
Trying too hard to understand their flaws
Weakness,
Something you’ve always lacked
Never understood the notion of giving up
Using your pain as a drug to drive you into the red
Running on empty, watching more of you break
Determination,
You wear it like a bag that's too heavy
Never sharing the load, never asking for help
Refused to share the pain
Claimed it was the best for both of us
National Poetry Month Day 3
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